Shannon Quinn looked at him with a forced smile, saying, "Mr. Sutton, do you know what it ans to take an inch and ask for a mile?"
Clearly, he didn’t.
"If it’s not too much trouble, could Shannon get a glass of water?"
"Don’t call Shannon!"
He looked at her with a smile and said, "The na is pretty cute, but it doesn’t seem to suit you."
Shannon Quinn didn’t know which god sent this person, she just wanted to send him away as soon as possible.
She took a drink from a passing waiter and placed it sowhat forcefully on the table in front of Landon Sutton.
Landon Sutton rely glanced at it and didn’t lift the juice to drink. Instead, he asked Shannon Quinn, "I wonder if I might have the honor of eting your husband?"
Shannon Quinn thought this man wasn’t just good-looking, he had thick skin too.
"Not just any random person can et my husband."
"I just feel that there are so things I should apologize to him for in person."
Seeing Landon Sutton’s calm deanor, Shannon Quinn had seen what shaless really ant. She bent down, lowered her voice, and said viciously, "Stop being sarcastic with ! I can still call on the security at ho, if you don’t want to be carried out, just shut up!"
Landon Sutton, instead, leaned toward her, scaring Shannon Quinn into quickly moving away, listening to him speak softly, "I think your attitude towards should be a bit more gentle. After all, only if you please , will I keep your secret, don’t you think?"
Shannon Quinn stifled a belly full of anger, yet she was the one in the wrong.
If this matter got out, no one would care if she’d been set up or if it was consensual. They’d only say she was unfaithful and cheating outside her marriage.
"I’m not unreasonable either, everything is about cooperation. As long as you satisfy , I won’t do anything that would harm others and not benefit myself."
"What exactly do you want?"
Landon Sutton pointed with his chin to the seat opposite, "Sit down, aren’t those shoes tiring? There are so many eyes here, I can’t do anything to you, I just want to have a simple chat."
Shannon Quinn reluctantly sat across from him, "Speak, do you want money or what?"
"Shannon, I don’t like the way you put it, I..."
"I told you not to call Shannon! Kindly show so respect and call Mrs. Rhodes."
She emphasized not her status in the Rhodes Family, but that she was a married woman.
"Mrs. Rhodes, I heard that the second son of the Rhodes Family, Vincent Rhodes, is disabled and seems to lack certain capabilities, so last night you..."
"Nonsense! My husband is far better than you!"
"Oh? Then how do you explain the blood on the sheets?"
Shannon Quinn, unable to hold back her anger, said directly, "Repaired! Repaired, is that okay?!"
Hearing her answer, Landon Sutton couldn’t help but laugh, this woman was getting more amusing.
"Then why didn’t your husband show up at the Rhodes Family’s ancestor worship today? Is his appearance really that bad?"
"None of your business?! My husband is a thousand tis, no, ten thousand tis more handso than you!"
"Then I’m curious, why did you end up in my bed last night?"
"Only a fool would end up in your bed! You know what dirty tricks you used on your own!"
Shannon Quinn felt she hadn’t been this furious in a long ti, maybe not ever in her life.
All she hoped now was for this incident to pass quickly, for the storm to settle, and to return to her peaceful little life.
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